I just poured over3 years of my memoriesand within all the lustlove desire failure sintrumped emotions and abandoned dreamsI saw nothing of me

but saw in every awkward elegyin every failed allegory

an uncomfortable pressing of my sex against your thighsmooth and softyet coldto everything I tried to hidejust to try to get inside your legsand feel what was withinknowing it would disappointbut expecting a miraclesomething to save me